Kiddy torture

No more ipads children... no - the Madagascar marathon has to end. Outside beckons...

Rain? nah, look it's horizontal. It can't be rain. Anyhow the horizontal stuff doesn't make you as wet. True scientific fact.

With the wind blowing like that, Spring'll be blown in before lunchtime... and it won't be anywhere near as breezy at the top.

That last bit might be a fib designed to soften the blow.

Took the guests to the top of the Seat. Carried Milo pretty much the whole way which is a workout of the like I haven't had in a wee while.

When Tom is weary his balance goes to pot - the descent in particular was hard work. I have to give it to him though, once the initial resistance was overcome the beefing was relatively infrequent....

Either that or I couldn't hear it over the roar of the bloody gale.